He nodded as Maya explained the plan for tomorrow. "Yeah, goodnight," he says and heads out the door. He stops before he leaves and turns off the light for her. "See you in the morning," he says a little quieter as he closes the door. Finn then goes to his room, which was beside the guest room, and turned off the light. He then made his way over to his bed and set an alarm for the morning. Finn pulled the blanket over himself and rolled onto his side and quickly fell asleep.

(Casual time skip lol)

Finn awoke to his alarm and got up, heading over to his closet to get dressed. The sun was just barely peaking over the horizon and the clock on the nightstand read 8:00am. He changed into his uniform and slipped on some socks before quietly going into the living room. Once in there he put his shoes on then went to the kitchen to make him and Maya some breakfast. He began to cook sunny side up eggs and a few pieces of bacon. The bacon sizzled and popped in the pan as they cooked, the smell of the food wafting through the apartment.

Maya groaned as she stirred awake, pulling the covers over her face. She had a sudden freak-out forgetting where she was, Maya pulled down the covers, frantically looking around, "Wha-", she sighed, rubbing her eyes. She remembered the night before, how she had run into Finn, how he had accepted her question about teaming up. Maya sighed, stretching her arms, noticing she was wearing the same clothes from the day before. She stood up slowly, walking to the dresser, she hadn't remembered bringing any of her clothes with her but it was worth a shot. She found some woman's jeans, there was also an oversized dark grey hoodie she found. Maya took her time changing, and the sudden smell of eggs and bacon wafted into her room and made her mouth water. Opening the door to her room, Maya peaked around before walking to the kitchen, she saw Finn cooking and smiled, "Well good morning, it smells quite good in here." she chuckled.

He turned his head and glanced behind him towards the voice. "Morning," he says and slides two eggs onto a plate he had set out, "if you haven't smelled it already I've made breakfast. Figured you would want some before we start today." He took a few pieces of bacon and put them on the plate. After putting a fork with it Finn put it on the counter and slid it towards Maya. "How did you sleep," he asks as hed puts two more eggs into the pan. As the eggs cook he turns around and saw that Maya had changed into the spare clothes that were in the guest room. I knew those would be handy one day, he thought to himself proudly. "Also," he says opening the cabinet and taking out a coffee mug and begins to make himself some coffee, "would you like something to drink? Milk, orange juice, water, coffee?"

Maya gave a soft smile, "Um, I'll take a coffee. Not a ton of milk though, please?" she chuckled. "I slept pretty well, just getting used to actually sleeping in a bed for one...you?" she liked how this man had been treating her, he had accepted her offer for one thing, and she now had a "sidekick". Secondly, he had let her stay in his apartment, it was very homey, and cozy. And finally, he had made her breakfast! She didn't remember anyone ever doing for her, maybe when she was a small child, before her parents...Maya shook her head to herself, that fire was in the past now, there was nothing she could do about it...even if she dearly wanted to do something. Maya gladly took the plate that Finn had put food on and slid to her, she picked up the fork and gently 'stabbed' a piece of bacon, lifting it to her mouth she took a bite. Her eyes widened and she laughed, "This is very good! Thank you.", she had been noticing the way she herself has been acting...it felt good to be calmer around a person, her had not always on that gun.

He nods and once his coffee was done he set it to the side and began to make her's. "I slept fairly well," he said, "glad you slept well." He wondered why she wasn't used to sleeping in a bed. It took him a second until it clicked that she might be homeless. Makes since that she needs the money then, he thinks, how could I not guess that before? The coffee machine finished making her mug of coffee and Finn poured a little bit of milk into it before setting it down near her. He then went and flipped his eyes and put a few slices of bacon onto his plate then slide the eggs onto it. He poured some milk into his as well before taking the mug and his plate and sitting down a seat apart from Maya, not wanting to invade her personal space. "Thank you," he says to Maya's compliment about his cooking, "I've been told by some of my colleagues that I'm a pretty good cook."

Maya smiled, "Well Im glad you had a good sleep. Hopefully, you won't be needing the energy today, as long as we don't get caught, or really people recognize my face. I thought of heading to the library maybe, we could learn some facts there... hopefully.". She cleared her throat, keeping her eyes on the ground she said, "I-I wanted to thank you for agreeing to help me with this. To be honest I didn't think you would...being a cop and all. I should be able to pay you, whenever I sell whatever is in that thing, that this key opens." Maya held up the silver key that she had been keeping in her pocket. "Oh by the way, do you know anything about this? Or the loot that it has for us?". She realized that she had said "us", instead of "me", Maya wasn't really used to sharing things, no, usually, she just took whatever she found and kept it for herself. That was how she usually did it anyways. But now that she had a partner that would be changing and she would have to get used to it.

He began to eat his breakfast and listened as Maya spoke. She sure knew what she was talking about, but then again she had done this multiple times before. He nodded, "Well being a cop has its pros and cons, one of the cons being that if you have a sucky chief like me then if you are lower ranked then you don't get paid as much. So every now and again I pull a few strings along with a few other cops and get paid from helping some lower criminals." Finn's eyes moved to the key that Maya was holding and inpected it while she held it still. "I doubt a security guard would have that on them," he says, "usually the movies show them having it, but in real life they don't. That key most likely goes to a storage room in the back." He took a sip of his coffee before continuing. "But if we are lucky then that storage room might have keys in there that have been locked away for safety. On of those locked up keys might be our ticket to something valuable."

Maya slumped as she listened to Finn, she nodded, "Yeah, that seems about correct. I would also be a bit surprised about a security guard being in possession of something with high value, not saying they couldn't be but...you know.". She smiled, "You're already helping out quite a bit," chuckling she continued "Well, I'll be ready to go when you are, there isn't that much of a rush but I wouldn't like to dwaddle all day.". Maya finished the last piece of the delicious bacon on her plate and brought it to the sink. Looking over at Finn as she walked to the couch she asked, "Well, I wouldn't suppose you would have a key to the storage room now, would you? Or at least know where the key to the storage room is?". As Maya sat on the couch she started putting her hair up into her regular ponytail hairstyle,. If Finn had the key(or knew where it would be) it would make the process of finding something a lot easier.

Finn would think for a minute. He had been at the museum quite a bit lately due to people trying to rob it of different items. "Maybe.." he says thoughtfully and realizes something. "Actually, I might know where it is," he says turning to look at her, "it isn't that difficult either. There is this older gentleman that is one of the highest guards at the museum. I'm good friends with him and he often has me help him sort the storage rooms. I can probably convince him to give me the key to that specific storage room then we should be all set." Finn felt pride within him, despite the fact that they were doing an illegal act.